My teary eyesturned to Casey for help but she just looked at me in disgust.After five more spankings, Brad thought it was time to give me a clue."Don'... you want to thank someone Felicity?" said Brad.Oh, so that was what they were looking for."I'm so sorry, thank you Brad," I said in my best voice.Casey just shook her head once again. Brad rounded on me and let hishand strike down on my buttocks with a renewed vigour. My eyes almostpopped out my sockets as my body thundered forward on Brad's lap. It wasn't limp for long however. My young body and obvious tented shorts must have caught some ones attention because I soon heard footsteps moving down the stalls. I just caught a glimpse of this deep blue eye as it briefly looked into the crack of my stall. Then, I heard the door to the other stall to my right open. My cock started to rise and my body was flooded with teenage hormones. I bent forward and looked through the hole to see who had come in. I watched as the guy next to me pulled. Afterwards he would plunge it deep inside her entrance releasing floods of juices. Her calls for him to fuck her were quiet and dignified at first but they soon turned to loud demands. When he continued in his pleasure and ignored her she was left resorting to begging. Megan had never begged a man for sex before but now she was a quivering wreck pleading with him to fuck her. What made it worse was that she was unable to use her hands to reach for him and pull him into her. When he finally. I've got him. How about lunch?" David said.She grimaced. "Can't, not today. Lunch meeting with the brass." What should I look for regarding this bunch?" David asked."The names and addresses of the cell members. The same for anyone they contact." She grinned. "How about a complete organizational chart for the terrorist organization from Yuusif to the top dog in Lebanon? The top dog, by the way, is a Lebanese named Hassan Naswalla"David laughed. "Cyber Deep Throat rides again, huh?"She chuckled..